SONG POEMS

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Sadness

Lo, a pallid fleecy vapour
Far along the East is spread;
Every star has quench'd its taper,
Lately glimmering over head.
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George Borrow
Our Nation Is Ill

OUR NATION IS ILL
Doom Days Drum
Blood and war on the hill
The centre is shattered
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Ola Olawale
Into The Golden Vessel Of Great Song

Into the golden vessel of great song
Let us pour all our passion; breast to breast
Let other lovers lie, in love and rest;
Not we,-articulate, so, but with the tongue
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Edna St. Vincent Millay
Looking Forward

Sleep, let me sleep, for I am sick of care;
Sleep, let me sleep, for my pain wearies me.
Shut out the light; thicken the heavy air
With drowsy incense; let a distant stream
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Christina Rossetti
Wormwood And Nightshade

The troubles of life are many,
The pleasures of life are few;
When we sat in the sunlight, Annie,
I dreamt that the skies were blue-
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Adam Lindsay Gordon
Joyful Heart

Oh joyful heart!
On the highest wing, you soar,
Building your nest in the
heart of men
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Steve Anc
Song Of The Sea

(Capri, Piccola Marina)


Timeless sea breezes,
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Rainer Maria Rilke
Interim

The room is full of you!-As I came in
And closed the door behind me, all at once
A something in the air, intangible,
Yet stiff with meaning, struck my senses sick!-
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Edna St. Vincent Millay
The Slow Love Song...

Woke up with an empty feeling,
Missing you in my surrounding.
In my bed I kept on wishing,
Hoping I'd never stop dreaming.
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Az Mo
A Well-worn Story

In April, in April,
My one love came along,
And I ran the slope of my high hill
To follow a thread of song.
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Dorothy Parker
Studio Composition

Cup of Words

Crystal sphere sitting
Before child like statue
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Joseph Mayo Wristen
A Smuggler’s Song

If you wake at midnight, and hear a horse's feet,
Don't go drawing back the blind, or looking in the street.
Them that ask no questions isn't told a lie.
Watch the wall, my darling, while the Gentlemen go by!
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Rudyard Kipling
Motherhood

A state of selflessness
The home of true love
Where compassion lives
The soul that lives for others
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Ola Olawale
My Pen

My Pen
It keeps me busy in my bookish cage
Gliding and sliding on the open page
It rest so quiet but not dumb
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Abdullahi Lawal
The Cuckoo-clock

Wouldst thou be taught, when sleep has taken flight,
By a sure voice that can most sweetly tell,
How far off yet a glimpse of morning light,
And if to lure the truant back be well,
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William Wordsworth
A Memory

It all seems like yesterday,
When the sun made a pathway,
The waves soaked my feet,
The ocean played a song
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Az Mo
The Dilettante: A Modern Type

He scribbles some in prose and verse,
And now and then he prints it;
He paints a little,-gathers some
Of Nature's gold and mints it.
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Paul Laurence Dunbar
A Song Of Success

Ho! we were strong, we were swift, we were brave.
Youth was a challenge, and Life was a fight.
All that was best in us gladly we gave,
Sprang from the rally, and leapt for the height.
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Robert Service
Down The Lanes Of August

DOWN the lanes of Augustâ??and the bees upon the wing,
All the world's in color now, and all the song birds sing;
Never reds will redder be, more golden be the gold,
Down the lanes of August, and the summer getting old.
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Edgar Albert Guest
In The Rain

In the rain,
Where laughter and frown smeared our faces
As the pomegranate failed to bud.
And with shuddering kneels we carried the basket of uncertainty home
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Gerald Onyebuchi
Me

Listen keenly and you will hear the words of my song.

Look closely and you will see the beauty within me.

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Mark Burrell
Poetry

Poetry is a painting of words,
The colours are our tears and thoughts,
That flow from the mind to the pen in hand and onto the paper.
The different figure of speech and tone used in poetry enhances its texture.
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Salma Hatim
Wishes For My Son, Born On Saint Cecilia’s Day, 1912

Now, my son, is life for you,
And I wish you joy of it,-
Joy of power in all you do,
Deeper passion, better wit
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Thomas Macdonagh
Life

Life is a jest;
Take the delight of it.
Laughter is best;
Sing through the night of it.
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Edgar Albert Guest
Sonnet 13

XIII

To Mr. H. Lawes, on his Aires.

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John Milton
A Song Of Daphne To The Lute

My Daphne's Haire is twisted Gold,
Bright starres a-piece her Eyes doe hold,
My Daphne's Brow inthrones the Graces,
My Daphne's Beauty staines all Faces,
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John Lyly
When I Think About Myself

When I think about myself,
I almost laugh myself to death,
My life has been one great big joke,
A dance that's walked
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Maya Angelou
A Song In The Desert

Friend, thou beholdest the lightning? Who has the charge of it,
To decree which rock-ridge shall receive, shall be chosen for targe of it?
Which crown among palms shall go down, by the thunderbolt broken;
While the floods drown the sere wadis where no bud is token?
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Rudyard Kipling
Freedom's Plow

When a man starts out with nothing,
When a man starts out with his hands
Empty, but clean,
When a man starts to build a world,
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Langston Hughes
The Corn Song

Heap high the farmer's wintry hoard!
Heap high the golden corn!
No richer gift has Autumn poured
From out her lavish horn!
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John Greenleaf Whittier
A Little Prayer

Let us be thankful, Lord, for little things-
The song of birds, the rapture of the rose;
Cloud-dappled skies, the laugh of limpid springs,
Drowned sunbeams and the perfume April blows;
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Robert Service
Alone

Strange thoughts come to the man alone;
'Tis then, if ever, he talks with God,
And views himself as a single clod
In the soil of life where the souls are grown.
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Edgar Albert Guest
Anchor Song

Heh! Walk her round. Heave, ah, heave her short again!
Over, snatch her over, there, and hold her on the pawl.
Loose all sail, and brace your yards aback and full-
Ready jib to pay her off and heave short all!
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Rudyard Kipling
The Unspoken Pain

Tell me what is there
let me tell you what i feel
Cloudy and Sunny pain's
full with unbeaten truth
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Afe Tosin Shola
Love

All thoughts, all passions, all delights,
Whatever stirs this mortal frame,
Are all but ministers of Love,
And feed his sacred flame.
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Samuel Taylor Coleridge
Mowgli’s Song

THAT HE SANG AT THE COUNCIL ROCK WHEN HE DANCED ON SHERE KHAN'S HIDE

The Song of Mowgli-I, Mowgli, am singing. Let
the jungle listen to the things I have done.
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Rudyard Kipling
Grace Darling

Among the dwellers in the silent fields
The natural heart is touched, and public way
And crowded street resound with ballad strains,
Inspired by one whose very name bespeaks
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William Wordsworth
A Dangling Hope

Seconds after seconds
Minutes turns hours
Hours clock months
Months birth years
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Ola Olawale
Song For The Old Ones

My Fathers sit on benches
their flesh counts every plank
the slats leave dents of darkness
deep in their withered flanks.
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Maya Angelou
Rain

The sky is now cloudy
The wind has started to blow up
The birds are flying away in their homes
The tunder is ringing now
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Océane Malongo
L’ Envoi

There's a whisper down the field where the year has shot her yield
And the ricks stand gray to the sun,
Singing:-'Over then, come over, for the bee has quit the clover
And your English summer's done.'
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Rudyard Kipling
Song Of Myself

1
I celebrate myself, and sing myself,
And what I assume you shall assume,
For every atom belonging to me as good belongs to you.
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Walt Whitman
Hope 93'

How old I was ?
Only my mum has an answer
Hope 93
Farewell to poverty
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Ola Olawale
Oh! Night

The old man looking out from the unclad window of his tiny hut,
He grinned his teeth and smile as the night greets his wrinkled face with it's crimson tide of a beautiful grim from a maiden moonlight.

To him; Oh! Age how often you come,
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Iyke Flint
Sonnet 017: Who Will Believe My Verse In Time To Come

Who will believe my verse in time to come
If it were filled with your most high deserts?
Though yet heaven knows it is but as a tomb
Which hides your life, and shows not half your parts:
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William Shakespeare
Fly To The Land Of Freedom

Fly to the land of freedom
A little birdie came chirping to my courtyard,
Vibrant its wings were,
Tangerine, green,and white,
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Chitra Arun
All For Me

All for me the bumble-bee
Drones his song in the perfect weather;
And, just on purpose to sing to me,
Thrush and blue-bird came North together.
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Ella Wheeler Wilcox
It Became Our Story

Like a fable that never left the table were the
Words of the prophet
Swiftly, slowly, it became our story.

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Gerald Onyebuchi
It Weeps In My Heart

Il pleut doucement sur la ville.-ARTHUR RIMBAUD


It weeps in my heart
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Paul Verlaine
From The Bridge

Held and thrilled by the vision
I stood, as the twilight died,
Where the great bridge soars like a song
Over the crawling tide-
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Don Marquis